Putting Things Together (Part 1 of ?)

* * * * * P.O.V: Red Hearts * * * * *

*Thump, thump*   *Thump, thump*

'Ohh, my head' You thought as you opened your eyes, but immediately shut them back to block out the excruciating amount of Celestia's sunlight that filled them. Not wanting to open your sensitive eyes back to the unforgiving sunlight, you pulled your hand up to your brow to provide shade. You opened your eyes again to get a look at your surroundings and saw rows upon rows of apple filled trees.  A smile came to your face when you realized just where you were.

'Wow. Sweet Apple Acres. This is too amazing, you thought. It’s times like this that I realize that I am in Equestria. The land full of my favorite ponies.

You looked down at yourself and saw that you were under a blanket. You moved the blanket off of you body and to the side without thinking much about it and stood up from where you were just laying. You examined yourself and noticed a lack of most of your clothing. All you had was a white undershirt, your red and white polka-dot underwear, one sock and a large cloth bandage strapped to your palms.

Worried that that you might have injured yourself, you peeled the bandage back a little and took a look at what was underneath. You were surprised to find, not a cuts or bruises, but two identical symbols under them.

"Oh for fuck's sake," you said rather loudly. "The first time I have a drink, I get two ridiculous tattoos on my hands. Good job, Red, you're a fucking genius." You look around for the remainder of your clothing, but you can't find any. "Well this is just great. Now I have to get back to Twilight's half-naked," you say, looking back at your new palm tattoos.

After examining them for a few minutes, you thought 'Hmm... These look healed to me, but don't tattoos take a lot longer to heal? I've seen my father get new tattoos and they were always a little red and puffy for a few days, so shouldn't my hands be like that? These tattoos look like they have been there for months.. You decided to touch them to see if you could feel any pain come from them, but you felt nothing but the smoothness of your palm. You look confused and decide to peel away the last of the bandages wrapped around your hands.

Now with your hands free of the constricting bandages, you started thinking about how you were going to get your way back to Twilight's without anypony seeing you. 'Would they even care? It's not like they call each other out on their clothing.' You thought to yourself. 'Doesn't matter. I still don't feel comfortable with them seeing me like this. You thought as you brought your hands together under your chin.

"If only I had a new set of clothes. A pair of faded blue jeans and one of my old Tee-shirts." You said as a breeze blew by. "And maybe a nice warm jacket. It's getting pretty chilly." You said with a chuckle, but that chuckle ended when a bright green flash came the palms of your hands.

"What the hell was that?" You asked out loud. You looked down at your hands and saw the tattoos were glowing a dim green, you then noticed that you were wearing the exact outfit you had just described; a pair of faded blue jeans, black hiking boots, a grey Tee-shirt that read "Ave lunaris deam." with a crescent moon under the text , and a white hoodie with red lining that was zipped half way up. You pulled the hood over your head and noticed a very distinctive point on the rim.

You sighed as you pulled the hood back down and zipped up the hoodie the rest of the way up. 'I swear Ubisoft, you are going to be the death of me.' You thought as you looked back at your palms. You shook your head, stuffed your hands in your pockets and begun your march towards Ponyville. 'Maybe Twilight will have an explanation for this.

You arrived in Ponyville after wandering the seemingly endless apple trees for a good hour and a half. 'That place is a lot bigger then it would lead you to believe in the show.' You thought as you started on your path to the library. You still had trouble navigating the small town and the distracting stares you kept getting from the townponies didn't help. Everywhere you looked, ponies would quickly look away. You had expected them to act like this from the stories you read not even a week before. The stares were very off-putting, but then you noticed that some of the ponies were snickering.

They had never laughed at you before today, so you tried to think of what might have happened last night, but every time you did, your head would start pulsing with pain. 'What are they laughing at? Do I look funny or something?' You thought to yourself as you looked to a cream colored mare with red and pink mane, who had nearly doubled over in laughter upon seeing you.

'Hmm... Roseluck? Yeah, I think that's what the bronies called her. Perhaps I should ask her what is going on.' You thought as you started to walk over to her. The closer you got to her, the more she laughed. When you got within five feet of her, she suddenly sprang up and dashed away with a huge smile on her face. It was a kind of smile that you would see on a small child who was playing hide-and-seek, scared, but exhilarated at the same time.

"Umm... What?" You asked as you tried to clear away the dust that had been left behind by the over-excited mare. Once you were able to see again, you saw that Roseluck had completely disappeared from view in any direction. 'I...umm... I don't want to know. I'll deal with it later.' You thought as you turned back in the direction you were previously walking.

After a few more minutes of walking, you found yourself at the door of the Golden Oaks Library. You knocked on the door and it opened slowly to your touch. You looked inside and saw that no lights were on. 'Why are the lights off? Everybody knows Twilight isn't one to sleep in. You walked in cautiously, taking care not to make too much noise. You carefully watched where you were going, which was pretty hard considering it was nearly pitch black in the library. After stumbling around for about five minutes, an idea came to your head. You brought your hands and focused. Several seconds of this caused a dim green light to appear from the tattoos on your palms. You separated your hand to reveal a small ball of fire, about the size of a tennis ball, floating between them. "This is just plain awesome." You said as you admired the small flame. You just stood there looking at the flame for a few minutes before you remembered why you needed it in the first place.

You dropped your hands back to your side and the fire floated up above your right shoulder. Now with enough light to see, you continued to look for the lavender colored alicorn. You looked around the living room, but all you could see was rows upon rows of books in the walls and leftover party decorations from last night. Upon seeing the decorations, your mind is flooded with images of the events that happened during the party.

* * * * * P.O.V: Red Hearts * * * * *

The Previous Night

*CRASH*

"Pinkie! Was the party canon really necessary?” Rarity asked. “The place was already decorated." You could barely even hear her through the ringing in your ears from the sound of the cannon.

"What do you mean? Any party could always use more streamers!" Pinkie replied rather loudly. The only response she received was a collective hush from everypony in the room.

Pinkie pouted for a second, but her trademark smile was back almost instantly. "Okay everypony, Red, and Discord. Let's get this party started. . . Again," she exclaimed in a hushed voice. After several nods from the ponies around the room, you decided to ask discord a few questions that have been nagging you since your earlier meeting chaotic being.

You looked around for him and found him floating by the snack table eating the paper cups from the cupcakes. You walked over to him and asked, "Hey Discord, what's up?".

He descended and looked at you with a deadpanned expression. After several seconds of uncomfortable staring, he said, "You are going to need a medium.".

"Excuse me?"

"You wondering how to access the "chaotic presence" and bend it to your will. You need a medium," he responded.

"Oh. . .Um, what is a medium?" You asked.

"A medium is an access point in which the chaotic energies can flow, build and release," he said as if it were obvious."

"Oh, okay. Just one more thing," you said.

"What is it?" Discord asked sounding slightly agitated. "How would I go about getting a medium?" You wondered.

"Oh I don't know! Be creative with it or use a rock. I don't really care,” he replied.

'Huh. What’s up with him?' You thought as you turned away from the table full of sweets and a rather sour Discord.

THUMP

"Christ! My nose!" You cried as you landed face first on the hard wooden library floor. You brought your hand up to check the damage, but when your hand made contact with your obviously broken nose, the tattoos started glowing again. The pain from your face slowly started to fade and you could feel your nose snap back into place, which didn't hurt, but certainly felt weird.

"Healing factor? Damn, I'm a little O.P," you said to yourself.

"Hello?" Called a familiar voice from above you. You tried to look up and see the cause of the voice, but at some point your flame went out and it was really dark again. "Is anypony there?" The voice called again. You had managed to figure the voice belonged to ponyville's resident princess, Twilight Sparkle.

"Twilight? It's me, Red," you called back to her.

"Red? It's about time you came back here. Do you have my candles?" She asked as she cast a light spell that illuminated the library in a purple glow.

"Umm...no?" You replied slightly confused.

"Darn, well come up here. I have a few questions to ask and probably a few answers to give," she said.

"Okay, be right up," you said as you stood up and dusted of the confetti that had stuck to your jacket.

You had made your way up the small staircase and up to the second floor when you saw Twilight sitting in a chair behind a desk with a chair on the other side. when she saw you she gestured to the empty chair and said, "Please take a seat.", and that you did. You were now sitting opposite of Twilight position and she was looking at you with a curious glare.

"Now before we begin, I need you to promise me something," she said.

"What's up?" You asked.

"Do not lie to me," she responded coldly, causing shivers to run down your spine.

"Umm...okay."

"Good, now we can get on with the questions. Are you ready?" She asked

"I guess," you said in a voice that would give Fluttershy a run for her money.

"Great! Let's get started, shall we, Mr. Brony?" She said with a smirk.

"Fuck."

"Hehe..."